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Morgan's Milieu | Thankful: A darkened view of a grassy field


This morning I started out trying to be inspired by The Prompt for this week which is 'thankful'. A great prompt but it wasn't helping my blockage. A few words came but I stumbled.

I wanted to write fiction. I have written no fiction for a while, I need to get back to it. Then I remembered being inspired for a blog post I hadn't written yet. All I needed to do was take a look out of my window. 

I got up, pen and paper in hand, and stared out of the window in my office. I wrote a few words, and it happened. That magic writers love; inspiration. The words flowed. And here they are...

The house is quiet; they've gone out. I breathe a sigh of relief, knowing I'm alone for a few hours. I drag myself from the bed and wander to the small window. The chain, that's secured around my waist, drags across the floor.

From my window I peer at the world. Fog lingers on the hills in the distance blurring the browning trees. The sun is trying hard to burst through the clouds but failing. Fields span the horizon, green sheets lined by brown trees. Behind one of the smaller hills I spy the tops of rushing cars and lorries. They speed along that busy road, not knowing that I'm here. Maybe Dad is driving one of those cars.

Tears fill my eyes. My heart aches, my chest tightens.

A sob escapes and echoes around my dark prison. I turn and scan my surroundings for the hundredth time. Wooden beams support the roof above my head, restricting space. My bed, the thin mattress on the floor with a sheet on top, sits between two beams in the far corner. One end of the chain is wrapped around the beam next to my bed, secured by a large padlock. The other end circles my waist, again secured by a padlock. My hands are free, for now.

The tears spill onto my cheeks. Accepting my fate I walk to my bed and sit, crossed legs. I cover my face with my hands and scream into them.

A loud bang beneath me shakes the house. I raise my head from my hands, eyes landing on the attic door across the other side of the room. Out of reach.

My heart races and my muscles tense. They're back already?

Muffled voices come from below. I shuffle back on my bed, huddling into the wall. I wrap my arms around my knees and watch the door.

The stairs creak. The banister cracks. Adrenaline rushes through my body and I wipe the tears from my face. I won't let them see me crying. Footsteps come closer. The attic door clicks and light floods into my room as the door opens. Metal scrapes against metal as the ladder slides down to them.

Boots on metal.

I don't think I can take it again. Please let them leave. Please.

A head rises through the hole, black hair and a pale face. It peers into the dark corners of the room and I freeze. I hold my breath. The person steps up the ladder again. I jump and the chain drags on the floor.

"Lou? Louise is that you?"

Am I hearing things? That sounded like...

"Dad?" I whisper.

"Lou!"

He rushes up the ladder and storms across the attic. I get up, my legs shaking. Tears flow from my eyes. He wraps his big arms around me, enclosing me in a warm embrace. Dad unlocks the padlock at my waist, drops the chain, and it thuds on the floor. My legs give way beneath me and dad picks me up and carries me towards the attic door.

It may not be great but getting inspiration makes me feel better. I've written a piece of fiction and I'm hoping it's just the start. And you know what? It fits into this week's The Prompt too (kind of). Yay!

Prose for Thought

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22 comments:

  1. Goodness! I was terrified reading that. You had me in the first paragraph with 'chain around waist'. Writer's block is a nasty thing, but I am glad you have managed to break through. #prose4T

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    1. Thanks Vai. I was worried the block was here to stay but I managed to beat it this time. :) Thanks for stopping by. xx

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  2. I came over because of the beautiful picture...what can I say, for a writer I'm very visual...I read...enjoyed. Kudos to you. Happy Thanksgiving.

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    1. Thank you Mac, that means a lot. I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving.
      Thank you for stopping by and reading. xx

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  3. That is such a brilliant piece of writing Morgan, I am impressed, I was gripped.

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    1. Thank you Nikki. The short pieces are what I'm best at, the novel - not so great. Of course that's just my own opinion. No one else has read it yet because I'm afraid of letting it go. :) Thank you for stopping by and commenting. xx

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  4. Gripping and emotional - love it. Way to break through writer's block!!

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    1. Thanks Maddy. I've done it! Yay!
      Like I said, I'm hoping it will lead to more creating. :) Thanks for stopping by and commenting. xx

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  5. Oh, this had my pulse racing, gripping! Brilliantly written and a fabulous piece to break through the writer's block. Thank you so much for linking to #ThePrompt x

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  6. I'm thankful that was fiction! Great writing #prose4t :)

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  7. Wow, great imagery! I was so scared for her, and felt so relieved at the end! Hope this helps to keep you unblocked!

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    1. Thank you! I hope so too! Thanks for stopping by. xx

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  8. Oh.My.Word Morgan you have an imagination on you. Stories like this freeze me to the core! #PoCoLo

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    1. Thank you Renee! I do enjoy writing the darker side of life - even if it scares me in the process. :)

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  9. Very gripping and I was holding my breath waiting as the door burst open - so glad it had a good ending! Great piece of writing

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  10. This is such a brilliant piece Morgan, so well-written - it had me gripped from the start and drew me in. I wanted to read more! I am so pleased to see you have found your creative writing mojo again. Thank you so much for linking to Prose for Thought and #PoCoLo :) x

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    1. Thank you Victoria. It's been a while but I think the mojo is back - I hope it's here to stay. Thanks for stopping by and for your lovely words. xx

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  11. I'm pleased it had a happy ending because I was getting worried for a moment! The tension you convey is very effective. #ThePrompt

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    1. Thank you Emily. I love writing these short pieces, I find it easy to write tension into short fiction. Thank you for stopping by. x

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